Fang Qing personally ran to the camp tent in the dining room, dispatched all the firehead troops, peeled off the chestnuts that Xinghe bought one by one, put them into the porridge, and used all the skills he had learned in Bird Village, cooking a pot of pumpkin and chestnut porridge, with a few side dishes.

In the manager's tent, because he didn't want Fang Qing to wait too long, Meng Qingshan was wearing hair that still had moisture, wearing a loose plain suit, sitting cross-legged on the table, exuding a smell different from other men.

Fang Qing broke away all the guards, and even Camellia took a vacation and went to the market with Xinghe.

The glazed bowls in the barracks were not exquisite, but the sweet smell of pumpkin and chestnuts wafted into Meng Qingshan's appetite for a while. Fang Qing personally filled the porridge and put it in front of Meng Qingshan, but his eyes did not dare to look at it.

Pumpkin and chestnut porridge seemed to be very appetizing to Meng Qingshan, and after eating bowl after bowl, Fang Qing finally couldn't help but ask, "Is this battle still smooth?" ”

Meng Qingshan's throat rose and fell, "After capturing the prince of Nanwei and the king of Zuo Wei alive, our army won more with less, what do you think?" ”

"Then over there in Ziyun City, there will definitely be a reward for the whole army, and General Meng will definitely be happy." Fang Qing said shallowly.

"In the morning, can't you have a good meal with me, and don't talk about these troubles of marching and fighting?" Meng Qingshan's face was expressionless, filled with shallow helplessness.

"Oh...... I thought that people like you who have achieved great military achievements like you like to fight. ”

"Like to fight? Hehe...... It's not that I like to fight, but I love Ukraine deeply. If there is no war, one day, the southern Japanese invade and trample on the homeland, then the people I love will also be harmed, and I am just protecting the people I love......" Meng Qingshan said as he muttered and ate the fifth bowl of porridge.

The fifth bowl, thinking about it for more than ten days, must be hungry, and he didn't even eat a hot meal, Fang Qing looked at the man's more and more obvious silhouette, and his heart became sour.

"Someone you love...... Is it Qian Shanshan? Fang Qing's voice was so small that he couldn't even hear it.

"Do you have to talk about these unappetizing topics?" Meng Qingshan suddenly stopped the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and looked straight at Fang Qing, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, like a sharp knife.

"I heard the officers of your army say...... You used to take Miss Qian in the barracks, and ...... What about singing every night? Fang Qing frowned, pulling the side dishes into her mouth, pretending to be indifferent, "But later, when I saw you for the first time in the Qian Mansion, you didn't seem to have the slightest attachment to Miss Qian...... I knew you were such a merciless......"

Meng Qingshan's eagle-like eyes exuded a yin coldness, his thin lips squirmed, he slammed the chopsticks on the table, grabbed Fang Qing's arm, and brought it to him, and the dishes and chopsticks on the table were overturned.

"What are you going to do?!!!" Fang Qing's back was cold when he was frightened by Meng Qingshan's eyes.

"What for?" Meng Qingshan snorted coldly, "Do what a should do!" ”

Fang Qing suddenly felt a cold feeling around his body, Meng Qingshan's hand was like an invader, reaching into his clothes, and when he touched his skin, he really felt the slight calluses on his hands rubbing against him.

Fang Qing was frightened by Meng Qingshan, who was like a beast, even though he had faced Qiao Lao Er who made him vomit in Bird Village, but at that time, he was like a corpse, except for numbness, he didn't feel the slightest feeling.

Now, in the face of such a sturdy man, the sudden aggression, Fang Qing only felt that the world was spinning, and the whole world was trembling. Meng Qingshan, an enraged male lion at this time, tore off Xia Qing's clothes, and a pair of big hands were frantically exploring Fang Qing's body, one by one hot kisses and deep inhalations fell on Fang Qing's forehead, eyebrows and cherry-like lips like a torrential rain.

"You let go of me, Meng Qingshan, what are you going to do!" Fang Qing screamed weakly, bursts of sourness welled up in his eyes, but they softened into wet mud, unable to break free from Meng Qingshan's powerful arms.

When Meng Qingshan's sturdy and majestic waist was covered on Fang Qing's flat and firm lower abdomen, the **** in Meng Qingshan's eyes was like a fire fold thrown into pine oil, burning Meng Qingshan's reason in an instant.

Forced, entered, crazy exploration, and wandered away one by one, Fang Qing's memories burst out in an instant, all kinds of humiliations in Bird Village in his previous life, avoiding Mo Yu's pursuit in this life, **** missing Zhao Zhi every night, and Meng Qingshan's tolerance of himself in every way. Insult, fear, longing, warmth, anticipation...... All kinds of feelings, as Meng Qingshan entered his body at once, like a volcanic eruption, poured down......

After a long time, Fang Qing could no longer scream, and she was no longer powerless to struggle...... It seems that a long, long time has passed, as if every other year, Meng Qingshan finally got tired of tossing, and after his hideous face, he exhaled a heavy breath, lying crookedly on the carpet, his face was miserable, but the most horn was smiling, "Good young lady, if you don't do it, you have to find a branch to be the phoenix that doesn't see the light of day." ”

Because Fang Qing sent all the guards away, he screamed heartbreakingly just now, naturally no one dared to come in to "save" him, but now, Meng Qingshan and himself have become a real husband and wife.

Fang Qing lay on the carpet, the sour liquid in the corners of his eyes kept sliding across his cheeks, and bursts of great pain came from his lower body, passed through his heart, and spread to his whole body.

Meng Qingshan tore off his dark color, wrapped Fang Qing, whose clothes were already in tatters, carried him into the sleeping tent, and gently placed it on the bed, Fang Qing always closed his eyes, bit his lip tightly, and let the tears flow.

Meng Qingshan sighed heavily, pulled the brocade quilt and covered Fang Qing's body, a pair of hands fell on Fang Qing's forehead, wanting to wipe the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead, as soon as her hand touched, Fang Qing turned her head sideways, avoiding Meng Qingshan, and a pair of hands fell in the air in embarrassment.

Meng Qingshan sat down a few times in front of the table again, and was just about to call someone to come in and clean up the messy dishes and chopsticks, but he saw the carpet.

It's a red patch on the carpet!

"Virgin Blood ?!!!" Meng Qingshan's heart was like being shocked by thunder, and he turned his eyes to look at Fang Qing, who was lying motionless on the bed, with a faint pain in his heart, but with infinite joy.

After being cleaned up by the guards, Meng Qingshan held the red carpet in his hand, unable to calm down for a long time, and quickly recalled the past between his eyebrows, those details that were not noticed.

"Qing'er ......" For a whole day, Meng Qingshan did not train the soldiers, did not convene a meeting of the deputy general, just guarded Fang Qing quietly like this, his eyes did not blink, and finally at night, he gently called Fang Qing.

Fang Qing closed her eyes and ignored it.

"Why, do you want to refuse to sleep with me?" Meng Qingshan's heart was very painful, but his face was still cold, "You have to think about it, now your identity?" ”

Fang Qing silently opened his eyes, tears had already wet his eyes, and in a hazy way, under Meng Qingshan's angular face, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were like a pair of sharp sword daggers inserted into his heart, and he could no longer pull them out.

"Why?"

"What, why? I'm a prodigal...... Singing with women in the barracks every night, now that you are my young lady, I want you, what's wrong? Meng Qingshan looked cold, and he didn't mean to pity the jade at all. (To be continued.) )